Tag: Mum

334 – Exotic fruit

334 – Exotic fruit

Mmmm-mmm — Chilean guavas. I love fruit, and I’ve always had a particular attraction exotic fruit. As kids Mum would never buy us fireworks for …

 

328 – Booty

328 – Booty

We never return from a visit to my sister Gillian without booty. Fruit for me to make marmalade or jelly, cookies, cakes, flowers, books, magazines, …

 

320 – Crab apple jelly

320 – Crab apple jelly

Saturday. I think about sleeping in, but instead I get up and make a start on converting a stash of crab apples into jelly. Crab …

 

268 – Look up!

268 – Look up!

Willis Street, lunch time. I wandering along and I hear the clanging of something hard landing in a skip bin. Building rubble – something was …

 

251 – Mother’s Day

251 – Mother’s Day

My Mum loves bulbs. I do too. As far back as I can remember bulbs have been part of our idea of garden essentials. Amongst …

 

145 – Food colouring

145 – Food colouring

Just look at these rainbow beets! The colour is so amazingly vibrant. These gems are from my father-in-law’s vegetable garden. I wouldn’t say they are …

 

123 – Once in a blue moon

123 – Once in a blue moon

At about 2:00 this morning I’m loping around the garden lining up shots of the blue moon. What a great way to start off the …

 

119 – My affair with Agapanthus

119 – My affair with Agapanthus

I have a really torrid relationship with Agapanthus. At times it feels very personal and twisted. I love the flower buds, and the young flowers, …

 

099 – Vegetable rights

099 – Vegetable rights

While waiting for Marica at lunchtime today I noticed either some enterprising soul has planted these cabbage/cauliflower/some other brassica sp. or they’ve some how germinated …

 

092 – All that good wood

092 – All that good wood

When I was a little kid we lived on a farm. Mum and Dad bought the farm, and then apparently, they found me sitting under …